I love you too, James.

3 — Light Pink Rose and Lily — Light pink roses symbolize admiration and new romantic beginnings, perfect for expressing initial interest in a soft and charming way. Although simpler, the Lily is a flower that symbolizes the promise of a good future. Lilies are flowers that represent purity, renewal, and hope. Its elegant beauty and delicate petals evoke a feeling of optimism and a new beginning.

—Sirius, I swear to all that is holy, that if you run your hand through your hair again, I will run scissors through it — I grumbled, watching Sirius mess up the hair I fixed for the millionth time, and once again, he looked at me with puppy eyes, so I could fix him. 

And I, once again, placed my bouquet on the hallway floor and went to do her hair. 

— But I'm nervous — he murmured, drying his damp hands on his pants and I rolled my eyes. 

— He's been your boyfriend for 2 years, you've known each other for more than 7 years, this isn't the first dance you've been too together, you practically live in his house and he in yours, you spoke this morning, because he slept at your house — he said, incredulous that he was like this because of Remmy — I'm the one who should be nervous, Regulus no He's still my boyfriend, it's our first dance, and I haven't seen him today. 

— But you've known him longer than I've known my Remus, and you've practically been dating since he entered high school, you just haven't made anything official because you're idiots — he accused, with a pout on his lips — And besides, I didn't see my love in his suit, and you went shopping for yours with Regulus, so I'm not prepared for the beauty I'll have to deal with for the rest of the day night — he grumbled, and I felt like rolling my eyes once again. 

— You didn't go suit shopping with us because you wanted to go to the salon, Sirius, everyone went together, and then, if I remember correctly, you left refused to see your love's suit, because you wanted to have the surprise today — he said, with an immense desire to slam Sirius' head against the wall — These are literally the consequences of your own actions.

— Ah, shut up, at least I didn't spend the whole week grumbling about how good Regulus looked in the suit — he retorted, and I gave a shit-eating grin because I refused to feel embarrassed about it, Regulus looked more than fine in that one suit and everyone should hear about it — Why are they taking so long, anyway? — he said, once again passing your hand over your damn hair. 

— Sirius, I swear to God what I'll pin you against a wall- 

— Harassing my boyfriend again, Potter? I thought it would stop as soon as you had your own Black — Remus' voice came, and I let out a sigh of relief, because he was like Sirius's calming agent, and Sirius needed to be calmed now. 

— It's not harassment if he likes it — I joked, turning to the pair, my eyes immediately falling on whoever mattered. 

And yes, Regulus was good.

I could see him in that suit any number of times, my thoughts would never change. My heart would stumble every time I saw him like this, looking so ethereal.

The navy blue of his suit suited him so ridiculously well, it took my breath away every time I looked into his eyes and saw how highlighted they were because of the colour, and with his hair, which was normally tied up, draped loosely over his shoulders, he looked simply heavenly. 

— You look beautiful — I said, approaching me, knowing that my smile could be seen from space — As beautiful as always — he smiled, looking even more divine, and I took his hand, giving it a kiss, and delighting in how his cheeks flushed so adorably. 

— You don't look bad either, Potter — he replied, running his hands over my shoulder when I released it, fiddling with my tie, fixing something that I knew was perfect, just to be able to touch me. 

And knowing that is incredible. 

— For you — I handed him the bouquet of roses, and he smiled when he took it, and I smiled even more when I saw him smile — I want to make a wish. 

— Then do it — he said, and I laughed mentally, already knowing what his reaction would be. 

— May I have permission to court you? I want to do this the right way,” I asked, and he automatically frowned, giving me a judgmental look.

— Are we in the 1600s? Do you want my hair clip to show that you own it? — he questioned, raising his wrist in mockery, showing the black elastic.

— Actually, I'd love to — and I gently took his wrist, removing the clip from there, and putting it on my own instead. Regulus looked at me for a few seconds, as if evaluating whether it was worth taking it back or not, but the blush that covered her cheeks was in my favour. 

— I'm going to need this later, so you better give it back to me — he decided, grumbling. 

— You guys are pathetic — Sirius said, making himself present, giving me a bitchy look. 

— I wasn't the one who was messing up two minutes ago — I replied, and he stuck his tongue out at me. 

— You two look like children — Remus grumbled, and I scoffed. 

As if he wasn't worse when he was attacked. 

On the other side of the door, I could make out the sound of a slow song starting and Marlene's voice practically commanding the couples to get on the dance floor and asking where the hell her girlfriend was. 

— Will you grant me this dance? I asked, turning to Regulus and extending my hand, and he rolled his eyes but smiled. 

— Granted, I just need to keep these flowers somewhere — he grumbled, but smiled at the bouquet, and I pulled him towards the door, where Sirius and Remus had already passed, but before I could open it, his hand stopped mine, and he shook it — And I love you too, James — he whispered, and I shook his hand back, then entered the dance with a smile. 

—

— Are you ready for Oxford? — Regulus asked as we walked through the Hogwarts grounds. 

After dancing so much and having fun with our friends, Regulus wanted to get some air, so we came outside to the mild weather that day, enjoying the calming spring breeze. 

— I don't think anyone is ever prepared for Oxford — he said, playing with his hand as we walked, delighted that he could actually hold it — I don't think it's yet sunk in that I'm going there, I can't understand how I got into medicine at one of the best universities in the country — I confided, frowning.

— Why? — he asked me. 

Becoming a pediatrician has always been my dream, what about Oxford? Well, Oxford is everyone's dream, especially for those who live so close to the university. Thame is just 13 miles away from Oxford, about a 30-minute drive, and I've always imagined myself, ever since I was little, going there, and coming back here at weekends, when I wasn't too bogged down in studies. 

But I guess I never imagined it would actually happen, you know? It always seemed like an impossible dream, even though I kept my grades as perfect as I could, did every extracurricular activity that would help get me there, and got great letters of recommendation, it still seemed like something I would never achieve. .

When Remus and I made it we had a party, my parents were so proud, my friends and their families were too, and I was so happy.

Remus and I decided to stay in the dorms, as we wanted the full experience, at least for the first year, and we got a shared one on campus, with Remus going to do Criminology because he wanted to be a forensic examiner and me going to do medicine, it seemed like everything was perfect. 

But it was so hard to believe it was real.  

I told Regulus this and much more.

What if I got horrible grades and lost my money? What if I couldn't take the courses? What if the teachers hate me? What if the students hated me? What if I didn't get an internship? What if I realized that it wasn't for me? What if I hated medicine? 

What if I wasn't good enough? 

— You're thinking too much, James, just like you always do — he told me, his voice sounded tender, and he turned to me, holding my face in his hands — You don't need to think about any of that right now, darling, what do you think? What matters at this moment is that you passed, that all your effort was rewarded and that, from now on, things will change for the better. You did it, James, be satisfied with yourself now, be proud of yourself in the same way we are all proud of you and enjoy that feeling — he said, kissing my nose, as if reinforcing his words — Don't try to start things before the end. In time, darling, you'll have grey hair like that, you know — he whispered finally, and I let out a muffled laugh, because, yes, he had a point — Okay? 

— Okay — I agreed, and he smiled, looking at me with those eyes, those eyes so intense, and that expression that I was slowly starting to get used to, the one that, when I saw it for the first time, I felt terrified, but now, I felt scared my stomach turns and my chest heats up.

That expression that exudes the most sincere kind of love. 

Kissing him after that, of course, was the most logical decision. 

It wasn't our first kiss, far from it, in fact, after I got back from my aunt and uncle's house, which was where I was going to travel with my parents, I went straight to his house, and we spent a good amount of hours making up for lost time, and it had been two weeks since that day, so I was already used to the way Regulus' lips sounded against mine. 

But that doesn't mean it's not good, that it doesn't make a warm feeling bubble in the pit of my stomach and that I don't want more and more of those soft, sweet lips that now taste like punch. That hasn't stopped me from putting my hands on his hips and pulling him closer, nor from delighting in the sounds he makes, or how he slides one of his hands from my face into my hair and tangles it in my hair was already messy. 

That doesn't mean I don't laugh when we part for air, because the feeling of pure happiness explodes through my body, because I have him in my arms now, and he's mine as much as I'm his, and feeling him laugh at me, He comes back against my neck, his rapid breathing making my hair stand on end, doing things to my heart. 

— You know, I'm going to miss being able to visit you at any time — I said, when our laughter calmed down, and we simply stared at each other for a moment, memorizing each other's faces. 

— Me too — he said, smiling — But it's for the greater good, because in a few years I'll be able to tell everyone that my husband is a doctor, and I'll be a trophy husband — he joked, and I laughed, but I felt a roller coaster of joy feelings, because even though we are not even boyfriends, he is already sure that he will be my husband, and that, in itself, will give me a heart attack. 

— Yes, and you're going to stay at home and cook for me, because you make incredible sweets — I joined his game, seeing him laugh. 

Very carefully, so that he wouldn't notice, I reached a lily that was behind him, among the many other flowers, and plucked it. 

— Oh, yes, and the good part? Where is my jewellery? 

— Well, I don't know about jewellery, but I'm sure I can give you flowers every day — I said, finally putting the lily behind his ear, making him look more beautiful than he already was, and he looked at me in surprise, probably wondering where I got that flower from, but he recovered quickly, and smiled at me — That's a promise. 

— A promise? —he arched his eyebrow. 

— Yes, I pinky swear — I raised my finger between us — I heard that you can cut it off if I break the oath — I said, with a mischievous smile, and he let out a laugh. 

— That's a very serious promise, are you sure you want to commit? he teased, his eyes sparkling with amusement, but he hooked his finger with mine. 

— I think it's something I'd like to commit to — I replied, kissing his pinky and he kissed mine. 

— Well, the oath has already been sealed, now you'll have to fulfill it unless you want to lose your little finger — he joked. 

— I feel like I won't even have to work for it.

— Oh, and James? 

— Yeah? 

— I love you too — he said, touching the flower in his ear with his fingertips, and without holding back, because I didn't need it anymore, I kissed him. 

I never returned the hairpin, as Regulus never asked for it.